Damning Courtesy

Goddess, I was almost ready to give it up had he not spoken again, this time, amusement clouding his features.

"Now if I had seen this palm before, I wouldn't have mistaken you for the stable help. This is the hand of a princess who doesn't know anything about survival of course. Privileged pampered, princess"

My eyes widened and narrowed of their volition. I hadn't expected him to bring that up in front of... Everyone.

Nor had I expected such vile accusations from him.

Now he saw me as an over privileged princess who knew nothing about the suffering of the common wolves?

He had no fucking idea.

My grandfather cleared his throat and I blinked, regaining myself and slowly releasing my palm from his hold although I just wanted to smack it against his cheeks.

It was becoming overused even to me, but how dared he? Did he know half of what I had been through before spewing that shit from his lips?

I took a deep breath of my own and forced myself to genuflect before going to take my seat be